Chapter 100: The Show Begins
October 13th.
On the dreary Morning, Beland once again experienced the same bad weather as usual.
The sky was covered with brooding clouds tinged with a hint of gloom, the drizzling raindrops descended steadily from above, gradually coalescing into a dense curtain of rain that veiled the surroundings in a shroud of moisture.
In the below, as far as eye could see either side of the road was covered with moving black umbrellas, as traffic lights turned from red to green, the group of black umbrellas marched in an orderly fashion.
In the midst of this wet and bustling scene, a middle-aged man stumbled across with an umbrella, hurried his way to the bus station, his hurried movements a blur against the somber backdrop.
Reaching the bus station and standing beneath the protective overhang, the middle aged man – Mr. Albert breathed a sigh of relief, as he looked at the heavy rain outside.
As an ordinary office worker, at a trading company, Mr. Albert’s routine weekdays typically began with a familiar routine of taking red double-decker bus to work. Today was no exception, despite the torrential downpour that threatened to disrupt his usual commute.
Though the domed canopy of the bus stop managed to shield him from most of the raindrops, there were persistent leaks that crept in with the gusts of wind, causing small puddles to form on the ground beneath his feet.
Albert, after brushing off the small intrusions with a practiced hand, he closed his trusty umbrella and giving it a firm shake to rid it of beads of water, then found a spot on one of the long bench-like chairs and settled in, before took out a today’s newspaper out of his briefcase and read it.